Corazon Destruido Novels & Stories

He often thought of the damage he had caused but that was like crying over spilled milk. He abandoned her within a backward glance. He hated himself for what he did to her. He hated he had to see those beautiful eyes of hers again. She hasn't changed except for the rage and boiling hatred she was looking at him with which was replaced by the look of love. She still maintained her tall gorgeous frame Her curves Which he could trace with his fingers. She was still the Gabrielle, everly Beautiful with her cheek bones and her elegantly sloped nose. He clenched his fists in a manner only him knew what was going on.

I ran through the mansion's dark hallways, the sound of my footsteps echoing like a mockery. I locked myself in my room and leaned against the door, letting my body slide to the floor. My heart was destroyed, beating in a rhythm of mourning. I didn't recognize myself. The love I felt for Warren was destroying me from the inside, leaving me on the edge of a precipice.

My chest hurt now, actually hurt, because suddenly I wasn't angry anymore, I was sad, just sad, the kind of sadness that never really leaves, the kind that waits quietly inside you until something cracks it open again. "I miss him." The confession came out in a whisper, my mother's crying grew louder. "So do I." For a moment neither of us spoke, the taxi finally reached my apartment building. I paid the driver, walked upstairs, held the phone the entire time. "Nora." My mother's voice sounded small. "Please come home." I closed my eyes, not now, I couldn't, not yet. "Wow. I haven't forgiven you." "Sweetheart—" "I'm not ready."

Carl tried to ease me but there’s no way to tame me anymore. “I can’t! Look what I have become!? I can’t be at ease anymore! I just want to die at this point, my life has been stolen from me, I have lost my dream. I have become corrupted.” I whispered the last part, crying, ravaged, on the brink of destruction. “I can’t take it! I can’t! I hate myself!” I shouted, crying out loud, tears flowing out without any intention to stop, each tear I shared increased my heartbreak.

It astonished me how much cold this man could act towards me, what amount of pain he has left to inflict and how much he wished to ruin me after everything that he had done; Ironically he still got the desire to hurt me more, break me and destroy even the last few pieces I have somehow put together. How had a man so cruel and ruthless as he managed to corrupt the place in my heart? Perhaps, someone said the truth— It's the decisions of the heart that write the tale of our demolition. My heart let him in, and now, he has completely ruined me, left me so shattered that all I could see was destruction and not have the strength to show any contempt. "Why are you doing this, Sebastian? What are y

The destruction is loud but it doesn't quiet the storm inside me. My body shakes with not only rage, but regret so sharp it feels like my veins are filled with glass. What have I fucking done? I ruined everything. All I can see is Beatrice face. The way she looked at me. The tears in her eyes. I've never seen her cry like that. I've never seen her look so broken and I did that. I broke her.

Desperate to reassure her, I reached out my hand, but she swung hers away from my touch. In her frantic motion, her hand collided with a small decorative mirror adorning the wall, unleashing a sharp crack as it shattered. Shards of glass scattered through the air, lacerating her hand, and blood welled forth. Instantly, Damien emitted a guttural sound, a primal reflex that sent a shiver cascading down my spine. As I glanced over at him, my heart hammered within my chest, startled by the shift in his eye color as he stared at Cora's bloodied hand with a hunger that creeped the hell out of me.

"I'm sorry, Má if I can't help with the—" "Shh…Stop worrying about the business, okay? All we wanted was your happiness, Corazon. If you are happy, both of us, me and your Papá are happy too." Amira cut her off. "I love you Mamá." "I love you too my dear daughter..." When the call ended. Corazon cannot contain her emotions anymore and bursts out crying. It's the only way she knew to make her feel better. Yes, she was hurt by the changes in her life but losing Terrence hurts more. She might die if he'll leave her.

She was overwhelmed that had made it impossible to speak. Though, her thoughts got conveyed by her broken words. And Theodore had heard them too. He had broken his promise. He had promised never to hit her. And he had hit her. He had hit her. His Hazel... He had hit his own Hazel.. Theodore closed his eyes in excruciating writh. It took him sometime to compose himself. And this time when he opened his eyes, all the emotions from his eyes were gone. His face hard, disposing all signs of remorse away.

The moment the words left my mouth, I felt the exact second his heart completely shattered. The warmth in Jarrett's eyes died. A raw, devastating wave of pure, unadulterated agony exploded across our soul connection. His trust in me didn't just break; it was obliterated into ash. The mate bond connecting our spirits let out a silent, catastrophic scream, fraying violently before snapping completely in two.